Fortunately, I met you in this life

Author: Purple Peony MACHINE TRANSLATION

She kept replaying the scene in her mind and remained silent.

She thought that the he family was schemed against by Lu Zifan and he ruoxue, and she was almost betrayed by her father. It was bad enough. She didn't expect Qiao Hanye to be worse than her. He showed his face and was chased by people. These people wanted to kill him.

"Are you scared silly? " Qiao Hanye looked at her in silence and asked.

"Yes, quickly compensate me for the mental damage, " He Lanjin said shamelessly. She even reached out her small hand to ask for money.

Qiao Hanye looked at her fair palm, which was still stained with blood. He took out a handkerchief and held her small hand, wiping the blood clean. A warm current came over, and he lanjin pulled her hand back unnaturally.

"I'll go back to my room first, " He Lanjin said. She pushed open the car door and walked toward the scenery garden.

Looking at her figure, Qiao Hanye opened his hands and saw that the back of his hands had turned black. It was obvious that the poison from the snake's blood was even more intense, and it kept spreading to his arms.

He lanjin returned to her room and felt that something was wrong. She walked over and pushed open Qiao Hanye's door. Qiao Hanye was just about to take off his clothes when he saw her figure. He was obviously very surprised and asked, "it's so late. What's the matter? "

She didn't say anything. She held his hand and rolled up his clothes. She said, "you're poisoned. Let's go to the hospital. "

"We can't go to the hospital, " Qiao Hanye said in a low voice. Although he was injured, there was no shock, as if it was a normal thing. However, the poison had already invaded his body and his arms had turned black. Yet, he didn't say anything and endured it without even frowning.

He lanjin hesitated for a moment. She reached out and picked up the fruit knife at the side. She slashed at his palm and lowered her head to suck out the poisonous blood.

"You. " Qiao Hanye looked at her actions and wanted to stop her, but she forced him onto the sofa.

Han Beicheng rushed back from outside and smelled the strong smell of blood in the room. When he saw this scene, he went forward and said, "master, what is this? "

"Go get the medicine, " Qiao Hanye said. Han Beicheng took out a bottle of medicine from the drawer and watched he lanjin suck out the blood. He looked at her with a complicated expression. If he let the blood out, the poison would definitely not flow cleanly. It was wise to suck out the poisonous blood.

However.. This way, she would also absorb a lot of the remaining poison.

"It's done, " he lanjin spat out the blood and raised her head to say. However, she saw Qiao Hanye's pair of silent black eyes looking at her. He reached out to wipe away the drop of blood on her lips and said in a hoarse voice, "he lanjin. "

"I'm so tired. I'm going back to my room to sleep, " he lanjin said. When she got up, she saw the medicine that Han Beicheng handed over. She looked at it and saw that it was to clear away the heat and detoxify the poison. She took one, threw it into her mouth, yawned and left.

She clearly had many questions that she wanted to ask, but she did not ask them out. She knew clearly that someone wanted to kill Qiao Hanye and wanted to kill him. She could only pretend that she did not understand and leave.

Looking at her figure, Han Beicheng asked with concern, "master, what do you think? Should we call Shangguan Zhi over to take a look? "

"There's no need, " said Qiao Hanye. He did not expect he lanjin to sacrifice herself to save him at such a critical moment. He felt a little strange, as if there was something in his heart that he could not explain.

"It seems that those people know that you're back and want to test the truth, " said Han Beicheng.

How was this a test It was obvious that they wanted Qiao Hanye to die. It seemed that someone was anxious. They were afraid that their true colors would be exposed, so they were in a hurry to act ruthlessly.

"Let Nan Feng follow her recently, " Qiao Hanye said in a deep voice.

"Master, Nan Feng is your death warrior. It's inappropriate for you to let him protect Miss He. " Han Beicheng was anxious. After all, the death warriors of the Qiao family could not leave their side.

Qiao Hanye raised his hand and looked at the large palm that was hastily bandaged by her. He asked in a deep voice, "Beicheng. "

After being warned by Qiao Hanye, Han Beicheng realized that he had said the wrong thing. He said in a low voice, "yes, I'll make the arrangements right away. "